"Use and abuse the poor man who gets stuck inside. Got it," he said, teasingly.
"All right, growing in size." He moved closer. "Are you sure she's yours and not Sheldon's?" he joked, because anyone that thought Sheldon could be a father was insane. "Have you looked into stretchable clothes? I know it's not easy with kids, with all the cotton outfit, but you might want to look into it, things like sports jerseys, that kind of material. It won't stretch indefinitely, but it should be good enough if she's not changing much."
Dom shrugged and smiled. "I deal with Sheldon's tantrums. A baby can't be worse."